The $15 MILLION Fireworks!

On Friday after lunchtime (a little late, in local style) we set of from port with three sack loads of fresh food, and cupboards bursting at the brim with tinned and dried foods; so we knew we weren’t going to starve on hour epic 14 hour voyage.

The boat was decked with Christmas Kuwaiti colours, as we drew the Turkey Race table clothes back into service as giant bunting around the lifelines.

The sail up to the city...

(About 6 years ago, when I was shopping for Turkey Race presents in the cheap souk, I saw some rolls of velvet texture fabric. I asked “Chem hader?” and he said “Wahad Dinar”. Now, I thought a dinar a metre was waaay too much, no matter how pretty, and said as much. “No, no!”, he exclaimed “One dinar, all. All.” So I bought the two rolls for KD1 each, and they were the best dinars I ever spent in a dinar shop).

So, with the wind on our beam, we battled our way around the ripping currents of the Ras, into the calm of Kuwait Bay. And noone was there! Except us, of course, and the Coastguard; who asked us to tootle over to the other side of the bay.

You've seen this shot before, but not with so many clothes on!

Which we did, in a roundabout sort of way. Got there, dropped anchor, and hung the hammocks.

Disaster struck. Got the juice out, but then found we had cloves and cinnamon, but no sugar – and heated juice without sugar isn’t great, so we drank it cold! Vicky handed us all one of her taste sensations, and then the fireaorks started.

Now, for KD5 million, I was expecting a spectacle to beat Beijing, but it was not to be. Although we had a very good view of the bay, the show really was designed for those on land, and we missed out on the laser show and music – leaving gaps in the fireworks from sea. Anyway, although we missed out on the story (well, we got the bit about the burning during the Invasion, when the Towers appeared to be on fire), it was still pleasant. And here’s the show on You-Tube: KTV2: 50 20 Fireworks – it’s worth watching!